Oh.... hope is gone At least for these Listen to the dogs Ripping off my sleeves Once I'm gone I will decay Into the mossy pond I'll lay I'll become the breath of life Ribs a home for a frog's wife [instrumental] Oh.... hope is gone At least for these Listen to the dogs Ripping off my sleeves Once I'm gone I will decay Into the mossy pond I'll lay I'll become the breath of life Ribs a home for a frog's wife [instrumental] Wasn't supposed to end so small I know it shouldn’t end at all The water cannot care at all It just keeps moving… Oh.... I’m still here But death’s still near The pond is warm Rippling in peace Once I sink I will remain Into the mossy dark I'll drain I'll become the breath of life Maybe then I’ll be a frog’s wife
